NEELIX: Do you, would you, tell me how you got in trouble? PARIS: I’ve thought a lot about that, and it comes down to one simple fact. I didn’t tell the truth. I made a mistake, which happens to people, but if I’d admitted that mistake it would have been a lot better. But I lied about it, and it nearly ruined my life. Why do you ask? NEELIX: Oh, no reason. Just wondered. Here’s your container.

JANEWAY: Well, do you have anything to say for yourself? NEELIX: Only that I’m terribly sorry. JANEWAY: Oh. You’re sorry. Is that supposed to make everything better? I don’t really care whether you’re sorry or not, Neelix. At this point it doesn’t matter. I can’t imagine what made you behave the way you did, lying to us, sneaking around behind our backs, covering up criminal activity. Did you have some misguided reason to think this was acceptable behaviour?